would probably be better known by people born after the 1950s, if only he'd been a little less talented, or at least able to concentrate on fewer aspects of a life in the public eye. A composer, pianist, actor, author, and "personality," he managed to achieve a fair amount of fame in each of these fields -- though mostly the last from 1945 onward -- but never enough in any of them to last long beyond the time of his death in 1972. Born into a musical family in Pittsburgh, PA, in 1906, he revealed himself to be a piano prodigy at an early age and, after initial lessons from an older brother, was trained by Martin Messler (a graduate of the Leipzig Conservatory) from age seven --
. The death of
's father when he was 16 led his mother to take him to New York City, where he became a student of Zygmunt Stojowski and played for
But by the time he was 16,
Levant's focus on music had been sidetracked in part by the fast-paced glamour that he'd seen on Broadway -- that, rather than the world of concert halls, was where he was most comfortable. And amid the performers, showgirls, bookies, and characters with varying degrees of shadiness, he also found a musical kindred spirit in
George Gershwin, the New York-born composer who was starting to make a serious noise as a songwriter and musician. Eventually,
Gershwin would meld the worlds of
Franz Liszt and Tin Pan Alley together, and
Levant would be there with him, already straddling those worlds, bridging
Paderewski and Damon Runyon. He toured as a cabaret musician, making a splash in London in the mid-'20s, and later, with the advent of talking pictures, made his way to Hollywood, even as he kept his hand in "serious" music, working with
Robert Russell Bennett on the latter's "March for Two Pianos and Orchestra." He also played with
Gershwin, joining the composer for a two-piano rendition of his "Second Rhapsody for Piano and Orchestra," and embarked on his own composition career with the highly successful "Sonatina for Piano" (1932).
Meanwhile, in Hollywood, he became a serious presence in the world of film music, writing pieces -- including an opera entitled Carnival -- that were woven into the fabric of a wide array of dramatic movies of the 1930s. He was also discovered as a "quotable" personality during this period, good for newspaper copy and the columns, as when he observed, leaving a showing of the 1933 film King Kong, with its bold score by
Max Steiner, that it was "a concert accompanied by a movie." Meanwhile, he also studied composition and harmony with Joseph Schilinger, and later with
Arnold Schoenberg, and had his "Sinfonietta" premiered in 1934 at New York's Town Hall, under conductor
Bernard Herrmann.
By the end of the 1930s,
Levant's music was being performed on the same programs with that of
Schoenberg,
Alban Berg, and
Anton Webern, even as he continued to write for movies and concertize -- the most notable of his performances was a memorial concert at the Hollywood Bowl for his friend
Gershwin, who had passed away suddenly in the summer of 1937, where he performed the latter's "Concerto in F." He continued writing music for the concert hall and for movies, as well as adding the Broadway shows of
George S. Kaufman and
Moss Hart to his range of activities. During the early '40s, however,
Levant seemed to undergo a transition -- he became more visible as a radio personality, and ceased most of his work as a composer for the concert hall in 1942. He also embarked on a serious recording career for a time with Columbia Records, and appeared as himself in the Warner Bros. filmed biography of
Gershwin, Rhapsody in Blue, with
Robert Alda portraying
George Gershwin and Herbert Rudley as
Ira Gershwin.
Levant began making increasing numbers of film appearances, while his recitals -- including his Carnegie Hall debut in 1949, doing the works of
Gershwin,
Honegger, and
Khachaturian -- became much less frequent.
By the early '50s,
Levant had achieved a peculiar type of stardom. He was well known to the public far beyond the ranks of concertgoers, thanks to his appearances on radio and, increasingly, in movies -- he was essentially the co-star, alongside
Gene Kelly and
Leslie Caron, in Vincente Minnelli's An American In Paris (1951), essentially playing a composite of himself and composer
David Diamond, and was a serious box-office draw. In Minnelli's The Band Wagon (1953), he did a straight acting role as a fictionalized stand-in for
Adolph Green. Yet, for all of those successes onscreen and elsewhere, there was also an unsettled and unsettling side to
Levant that came through, mostly in the form of canceled performances and a neurotic edge even to his best work that made it impossible for him ever to be more than a supporting actor in a movie or a featured guest on a television show.
A combination of neuroses, botched therapy and medication, and a host of other personal demons blighted
Levant's life just below the surface of what one saw in his best public appearances. He also looked older than his four or five decades, possibly a result of stretching himself too thin professionally. And amid all of this activity, he managed to write a series of brilliant, witty, and piercingly funny autobiographical books that are as fascinating and enlightening in the 21st century as they were in the mid-20th -- A Smattering of Ignorance (1940), The Memoirs of an Amnesiac (1965), and The Unimportance of Being Oscar (1968) are all worth tracking down, even a half-century after their publication. Perhaps his most accidentally revealing role -- though how much anything is an "accident" in a life such as his is questionable -- was in Minnelli's drama The Cobweb, in which
Levant played an inmate at a sanitarium.
His recording career ended in the late '50s, not long after the last of his concerts, and
Levant faded out from the media in the early '60s, a victim of too much therapy and too many attempts at medicating his various ailments. He was virtually invisible apart from the publication of his last two books during the second half of the decade. He spent his last years in virtual seclusion, and passed away in 1972, remembered best for perhaps what he was best at -- not as a concert pianist, a composer, a raconteur, or an actor, but simply as
Oscar Levant, unique persona that he was.
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Bruce Eder, Rovi